Felicity Stark **Discontinued**

Arguments and Tracking

Felicity sat at the kitchen counter boredly tapping her fingers against the cool surface as she impatiently waited for Loki's return to the tower, but it didn't come. She checked her watch again for what felt like the thousandth time, it had been two hours since Tony informed JARVIS to find and bring Loki back, and she was getting worried now.

"Where is he?" Felicity asked herself as she walked down the halls of the tower and into the large living room that held Team Arrow.

"Felicity, are you sure you should be walking around like this?" Sara gently questioned, looking up at the blonde Stark-Potts heir to see her start pacing the carpet.

"I'm fine, Sara," Felicity reassured, not even sparing the ex-assassin a glance.

"You like him, don't you?" Sara asked, "Loki?"

Felicity stopped in her tracks to look at the Lance. "Like is such a complicated word don't you think?" she asked, "I mean you can like someone as a friend, a sibling, a parent, or simply just for them being a good person-"

"Felicity," Sara cut her off with a fond chuckle, "you know which like I meant."

Yeah, Sara was right Felicity did know what like she meant but seeing as how she and Loki hadn't even expressed it to themselves only kissed and that was once when she was weak and not feeling quite herself after her magic unlocked. What if he didn't really feel the same way she did and was just playing along because of what she'd been through in the past two or so weeks?

"Hey!" Sara snapped her fingers pulling Felicity out of her never-ending rambling thoughts. "Midgard to newly found Goddess," she joked.

Felicity scoffed a weak laugh at the thought. "Sorry," she apologized, "and yeah, totally like him but what if he doesn't like me back like that and was just trying to be helpful and a good friend?"

"Impossible," Sara denied, "relax Cutie and trust me, he likes you."

Felicity opened her mouth but quickly closed it when Diggle and Oliver walked in, they were in the middle of a conversation about Slade and Ward when Oliver's gaze noticed Felicity, immediately cutting their discussion short.

"Aren't you supposed to be resting?" Dig asked, raising a questioning brow at her.

"I'm fine," Felicity told him, "besides I think I've rested up enough for an entire month."

"Felicity, you almost blew up and you were drugged," Oliver reminded her, "you should still be in the hospital wing."

"Really guys," Felicity assured, "I'm all good and to be fair I've had worse, like a whole. . . lot worse," she murmured feeling like that was maybe the wrong thing to say to three people who were possibly on the same level of worry about her as her parents were, which was saying something.

"Yeah, guys give it a rest," Sara advised, smiling. "She's waiting for Loki," she sang out in amusement.

Oliver's eyes narrowed in anger. "Why? Felicity, he's the reason you almost died!"

"No, he isn't Oliver," Felicity calmly stated. "He saved my life."

"After putting it in danger!"

"Oliver," Diggle sighed.

"Look, I know how you feel about him," Felicity assured, "but he's not a bad person and all he's been doing is trying to help."

"How can you tell?" Oliver muttered. "All you see is stars in your eyes whenever that snake's near," he growled, much to everyone's displeasure and making the ex-assassin roll her eyes.